(well I say, I wanted the rpg to be as big as possible.........i was hoping at least......i'd prefer if you'd stay chim...oh and bloodmoss is a moss that absorbs blood )

Sorrow looked down at him and stood up "Humans.......I know even more than you do on the matter". As she turned, her mane flipped and showed the scars of bridles and whips. Her heels showed the burning quality of flesh where rope had shackled her. She turned and looked at both the stallions misteriously "I know more than any of you could hope!". She strod over to the bee-hive and snapped at the binds, stepping away in case of bees. Luckily, it had been vacated so there was pretty fresh honey. She licked some up and left a piece of honey-comb for Silky to eat. She plastered the honey on the cuts and stood away, admiring her handy-work. She came towards the other stallion and looked at him closly "Are you ok? Do you have cuts?" she walked around him and sniffed out any recent cuts or bruises. She passed by an old scar and sniffed it curiously "Hmm.......nasty....." she grimaced and remembered herself. "I hate stallions! What am I doing?" she asked Silky quietly as they went to stand elsewhere.

Silky murmured "This is a different country........the stallions here may be different....luckily Ronn was killed in that jump......I believe this place is opportunity...". She lapped up the honey and crunched on the comb "That second stallion........we know nothing about him........maybe we should go somewhere stallions can't come........"

October glared at the stallions and stood by October. "Oh what's wrong dear. You're safe with me, they won't hurt you, I promise." She nodded with an expectant face towards the stallions. She turned to Silky and smiled. She walked over to under a tree and came out again. In her mouth she had a carrot, she set it down in front of Silky.

Spirit stood up slowly..The wound closed, her ignored his cracked hoof andreared slightly 5 inches off the ground, and then neighed softly, landing back on the ground barley with a sound, he looked at the other stallion and bowed his head 'Broken Spirit'

Sorrow spun around and snarled "I ONCE loved a stallion! I had to choose! Love or death! I chose love and I was almost killed for it! I don't EVER want to face that descion again until I can trust!" she started to cry and galloped away blindly.

Silkly blinked at the outburst. Sorrow had never revealed this part of her past, and to strangers? "Huh" she sighed as she leaped after her.

Spirit started to do somthing, he was swiftly moving with his hooves...He was...Dancing? That's right, he alwaysed loved the full moon as it slowly arose. One way, then left then a slight rear then the other way, He felt his energy return, Soon he would not look like what he did, but like this, His dirt made him look grey.....and his coat was pure white as the slight rain washed the dirt away, his mane unfolded from the sleek Knots and tangles.:

He was pure smooth white. He Was glowing like silver lining along the clouds. HE was healed and was back to full strength, He reared and whickered lightly, and barley hearable. Anyone who was watching him, Would be suprised, The fain rain and the Full moon together helped him heal. His real name was Untamed Spirit, Not Broken.

Sorrow gasped as she tumbled back into the clearing and looked at the glowing stallion "I can do that too!". She reared up and her hooves did a few effortless steps as she spun around the clearing. She whinnied with joy as her friend leaped and bounded through her hooves. She spun and spun, her mane and tail glowing silver, her body streaked with molten moonlight....she stopped. She had revealed her secret. She stumbled back a few steps and walked into the second stallion, tumbling over on the top of him.

Silky rejoiced. Her mare was dancing with the moon once more! She bounded in between her legs and piroutted around the mare. She gasped as Sorrow stopped and fell into the second stallion.

Spirit lifted his head and smiled lightly, His coat glinted in the ghostly moonlight, he perked his ears as his mane Bobbed one way and flew the other. He reared slightly and then snorted and light air blew from his nostrils. He looked like a gift from the heavens. All his life,He had looked like an old rag horse. Now, he was not that any more. He sighed and watched sorrow for a momet, then glanced back at the sky ..Thank you... Spirit was also a horse who knew how to dance. he sighed and tilted his head to the ground. Hsi mane completely fell over his fave as he nipped some grass.

Sorrow's legs thrashed through the air as she tried to get up. She flopped onto the second stallion and finally wriggled onto the ground. She blew an apology and sprang up to the angelic stallion that was in front of her. She snorted "Dance with me?".

Silky sat near Dakota and looked at him "You have to try harder.......she is interested in both of you, you know!"

Sorrow's ear flicked back as she spun around to the stallion that she had fallen onto "Why are you so what?" she came closer and looked at him "What's wrong?". She looked concerned but a thought was niggling in the back of her head "Who do I choose?" she said out-loud.

Silky sat up and biffed Dakota's nose with a paw "You don't need to dance silly! Do something that will get her interested!"

Sorrow looked back to Spirit and sighed "I am apprehensive, dear stallion, of you and this other stallion........I do not trust...". She smiled to Dakota and looked back to Spirit "Maybe I will dance in a while......"